 She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;' The larkspur listens, 'I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers, 'I wait.  The Modern Student's Book of English Literature - Page 618by Harry Morgan Ayres, Frederick Morgan Padelford - 1924 - 898 pagesFull view - About this book
 | John Scott Clark - American poetry - 1900 - 886 pages
...opening wide apart, reveal, Troas and llion's column'd citadel, The crown of Troas." — CEnone. " She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so...tremble under her feet And blossom in purple and red." — Maud. 4. Occasional Passion — Vehemence. — " The tournament scene at the close of the fifth... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - English poetry - 1901 - 1190 pages
...' She is near, she is near ; ' And the white rose weeps, ' She is late ; ' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ; ' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.'...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. 709. 0 that 'twere possible THAT 'twere possible After long grief and pain To find the arms of my true... | |
 | Julia Parker Dabney - English language - 1901 - 296 pages
...cries, ' She is near, she is near; ' And the white rose weeps, ' She is late; ' The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear; ' And the lily whispers, ' I wait.'...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red." —TENNYSON : " Maud." 1 1 It is significant that, in this passionate lyric-drama, almost every single... | |
 | Literature - 1901 - 674 pages
...cries, " She is near, she is near 5* And the white rose weeps, " She is late ; " The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ; " And the lily whispers, " I wait."...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. THE FAREWELL OF KING ARTHTTR AND QUEEN GUINEVERE (From " Idyls of the King.") BCT when the Queen immersed... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - American poetry - 1901 - 1080 pages
...cries, " She is near, she is near ;" And the white rose weeps, "She is late;" The larkspur listens, " nding power, Thy mimic soul, O nymph endear'd . Can well recall what then it heard. startle and tremble under her feet, Aud blossom in purple and red. ALFRED TKSNTSOJfc THE CALL. AWAKE... | |
 | Thomas William Hodgson Crosland - Ballads, English - 1902 - 376 pages
...; And the white rose weeps, ' She is late ' ; The larkspur listens, ' I hear, I hear ' ; AJ ^- '°v whispers, 'I wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet,...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. I ASK ME NO MORE ASK me no more : the moon may draw the sea ; The cloud may stoop from heaven and take... | |
 | George Earle Merkley - English language - 1902 - 336 pages
...intensity of emotion expressed or implied in the lines. In Tennyson's " Maud " we have this stanza: She is coming, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. Often the sentiment is implied rather than expressed, as in Tennyson's " Break, break, break," which... | |
 | Cora Marsland - Readers - 1902 - 272 pages
...weeps, " She is late "; The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear "; And the lily whispers, "I wait." 11. She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. ALFRED TENNYSON. THE CHARMS OP KURAL LIFE In rural occupation there is nothing mean and debasing. It... | |
 | Thomas Marc Parrott, Augustus White Long - English poetry - 1902 - 432 pages
...late"; The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear " ; 65 And the lily whispers, " I wait." She is co1ning, my own, my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread, My...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Seal And I would that my tongue... | |
 | Clara Bancroft Beatley - English poetry - 1903 - 244 pages
...cries, "She is near, she is near " ; And the white rose weeps, " She is late " ; The larkspur listens, "I hear, I hear " ; And the lily whispers, "I wait."...tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. Maud. ALFRED TENNYSON. Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment,... | |
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